When I was a schoolboy and was given my own room, I established the Republic of Rumia with myself as sole inhabitant and Supreme Dictator General For Life. Rumia was where my imagination was fertilised, where my toy animals became a reserve forest, where my cars had a highway built for them, and where I was king, rebel, police, pirate...anything I wanted to be. Rumia disappeared when we moved away to a smaller house. It is for me the natural name for my blog.
It is difficult to be in love with you and be a misanthrope. - me
I laugh trying to stem tears, a hundred back- stabblings later, well... - Max
Though I like people around me, absence in a wan presence suits me. - Max